Let us celebrate the foreign glamour of boys Their allure is left unexplained Their features and form alien to girls as described by girls Scant chance for us to consume the beauty of the male body for pleasure
The body of boys, the blood of boys (x8)
Kappa jackets, Puma trainers, Farrahs, mullets, flicks For that 80s comp-boy look Bunny hops, wheelies (wow!) BMX boys have a lot of fun They ride their bikes out in the sun
Leisure centre, down by Cedars, railway line Graffiti catalogues your weekend Wait around, hang about, track you down I spy on you Looking hard through soft clean fringes
And if I kissed you (kiss kiss kiss) And if we did it (do do do) Would I become cool? And as I kiss you Gatecrash into
Boys boys boys! Boys boys, boys boys boys!
And if I kissed you (kiss kiss kiss) And if we did it (do do do) Would I become cool? And as I kiss you Gatecrash into
Boys boys boys! Boys boys, boys boys boys!
Biker jackets, long black jumpers, nose rings, DMs, dreads For that 90s indie look Guitars, playing records (wow!) Boys in bands have a lot of fun They make new sounds to get off on
Planet X, Freak Scene, Wildlife, Carny Bar Roaches catalogue my weekend Muck around, doss about, pants down I lose time with you Looking through your alternative fringe
And if I kissed you (kiss kiss kiss) And if we did it (do do do) Would I become cool? And as I kiss you Gatecrash into
Boys boys boys! Boys boys, boys boys boys!
And if I kissed you (kiss kiss kiss) And if we did it (do do do) Would I become cool? And as I kiss you Gatecrash into
